This is just to lay down some thoughts and views of what it felt like to be under the air war on the nights and days of the 17th / 18th / 19th.

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The first 3 rounds hit the oil drum with a familiar metallic resonance, in quick succession, one after the other they let me know business had started. Caught off guard and now crouched in my insanely open fire position I could tell they had gone left to right, slightly higher each time.

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Today being the 20th of January and much the same I’m afraid. Woody had to go to Trunk Node 031 to get some fills for our secret comms kit so I was on shift. Of course being Ptarmigan kit, it failed abysmally and the software was tits up. This meant Woody would have to go a further 30kms across the desert to Trunk Node 063 the next day. Until then, no comms! Sun cream on to watch the bombs drop and the choppers flying.
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The very lovely Siobhan Prideaux at The Bath Chronicle decided that it would be a good thing to bring some of the stories from 20 years ago to the forefront of peoples minds. The Gulf War is often eclipsed by the second Gulf War of 2003 and is way back in peoples thoughts whilst the hostilities in Afghanistan are so prevalent.

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January 18 – Day 72, totally shattered now, we’ve not slept properly since it all kicked off in the early hours of the 17th. Our generator was a right mess and needed de-coking so Woody took care of that today. We’ve been in NBC suits all the time so are sweating buckets. Today we both worked on our air raid shelter.

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At this exact time and day 20 years ago, Woody and I put on our NBC suits, donned our respirators and waited for the kick off. For many this will mean nothing but for us, our buddies in 21 Signal Regiment ( AS ) and all the other troops a long way from home, it was the beginning of the Mother of all wars.

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